Traffic lights
A night of tossing and turning...
...not even a wink of sleep
Nerves upturned knowing in the morning
...he will drop to a single knee
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.
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Morning blooms as James searches for the words to say
Hoping her reply will set forth the perfect day
Cant help but glow to know he will finally profess is passion
But nerves raise his heartrate as the pressure is rampant
Mind still racing, hands uncontrollably shaking
But the time is sublime for the ring and its placing
Emotions slip and fall, but deep down he knows he is right
Enters the car, turns the key
... and rehearses the words he has in store for tonight
Praparations fall into place, pictures her face at the sight of the rock
Reflecting on sleepless nights that sparked deeps thoughts and talk
When abruptly the car has stopped, almost ran into a big truck
Now stuck with no movement... even called but she didnt pick up
Just a slight set back, she must be busy, maybe had to stay late
But no harm done, called Sage, and pushed back our dinner date
"Oh great" James thinks as firetrucks and ambulances rush by
Cursing everyone involved in letting these punks drive
Then worry sets in, as so comes calls repeated to Carrie then Sage
Its sad how nerves can turn such from inconvenience to rage
30 minutes pass as James goes from anger to cynic
when the cell rings... appears a number attached to the Clinic
Thoughts of poor health... wondering "Did my Mother pass?"
And as he answers, James stomach falls to down by the gas
"Hello" is muttered in an uneasy tone, almost dropping the phone
"I regret to inform your brother mark has been T-Boned
Tears begin to fall.
"Is he ok?, how about the other car?, was anyone with him at all?
"He's already gone sir. and a girl - Carrie is still stuck in the car
Could it be?
Do they mean mine?
It cant be!!! "What was her name?"
"Carrie Todd" Oh god no..... "Will she live?, Is she in pain?"
"Im sorry, she's lost consciousness that she'll never regain
And in those words, he comes to terms he fiancee is slain
While in all the random thoughts, the connection started to spark
Why in the fuck would she be off in a car with Mark?
In a feeble attempt for closure, he picks up the cell he had dropped
Dials voicemail... and hears Mark saying that they need to talk
a brief pause.
"Bro, as much as it kills me to say this...
...Carrie and I have been together for ages"
The phone drops again, and in pulling the hair from his head
James realizes... he now envies the life of the dead
Another 20 minutes, finally traffic begins to move again
But James stays still, fearing where he should have been
Too emotionally drained to put the foot on the gas
Cant believe
...he lost love so shortly after accepting its path
Thoughts relax, but still knows life will be too tough
Knowing that the ending just cant come soon enough
And its rough... with the envy, worry, and hatred
The traffic lights followed the path his feelings had taken
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